I've been holding on so tight for months - it's such a relief to be able to let go for two weeks. I just want to slink off to a quiet corner and shut my eyes. He's not taking it personally because that's what he wants to do too.
As I thought, any semblance of a routine went up in a puff of smoke on friday. But it's the holidays; and it doesn't matter as much as I imagined. At the moment.
It does take a while for us to get into the swing of things. We both have to adjust to being a team again; and he has to get back into dad mode too.
The first test was trying to stop our youngest son 'over-thinking' the Easter Bunny.
Now, he had heard rumours in the school playground; but not enough to stop him getting into a complete state about an extremely large rabbit, stealing into this bedroom in the dead of night. There was no way he was going to sleep - in the end we had to tell him the rumours were true.
The fear has gone...and so has another little bit of magic.
We've kept it simple since he got back a few days ago - no big plans; just family time.
Keeping it simple can give you the space to appreciate things more.
We went for a walk from the house, down to a small stream at the bottom of a field. On the way we passed a peaceful old wood: the ground was covered in a blanket of white anemone blanda.
|anemone blanda white|
Beautiful. More beautiful if the sun had been shining, when they open up and look a bit like daisies with golden yellow centres.
I stopped to take this photo while the kids ran on with their dad - and then heard lots of splashing and yelling...
The boys were having a lovely time in the water...in their trainers.
Handing over the reins has its drawbacks....